One.
I’m Song’s worst daughter, but my dog has the guts to sleep with my brother-in-law.
And he put his lips in my ear, and in a low, dumb voice he was filled with lust, and he was with me in confusion.
I smiled and looked at him with my eyes and eyes, and I loved him as much.
When the next day the fish was white, Jiang Dang left long ago, leaving me with only one sentence to wait, and these days he will admit me to the palace.
He’s the Emperor of today.
Today’s resting day. This man has no purpose. He has to be serious.
He’s not afraid to be seen in the day. He’s coming out of my yard.
Because I’m the Queen’s sister today.
Strictly speaking, I slept with the most noble men in the world, probably more than my sister, after having been married only a month before the Queen and three times back at the door.
Or a fire of wood for the dead.
I was too old for anyone to take charge of my marriage, and so my noble sister went out before me.
My birth mother has left me nothing but a clean daughter.
Oh, and maybe I’ve got this fancy leather bag.
I’m not as proud of you as my daughter.
I’m a man who has nothing to pursue and no right to pursue a life of two. I just want to be good.
If it wasn’t for the master’s eyes on me, I’d be ready to take care of it and try to seduce the family and be a concubine.
It is best to enter the palace, even if it is concubine, but it is no better than an ordinary, powerful concubine.
I can’t be a princess.
The princess of the harem, who is not a powerful and noble family and who is in a great mood.
When I get in there, I’m gonna have a good life.
In January, when the monarch spoke, a Queen was sent to Song’s house, known as the Deep Palace, to find a sister to her family.
And We kneeled on the earth, listening, and saw a man kneeling around, and almost laughed.
I don’t think it’s a good idea to come to Song Yingyang. After all, I’m not very well-looking, even my little white lady, who comes from the wind and the wind.
I’m so good at this.
Whatever happens to them, it’s not about kneeling with me.
It’s just a tea job, and Paik gave me a slap in the face of silence.
She’s angry, she’s angry, she’s angry. I knew you’d make a big deal sooner or later! What is your heart? You’re just ashamed of yourself. I’m sorry.
She looked at me with hate, and anyone could know what was in her heart.
A mother of the likes of her will surely have a daughter, as if there was a mother of the crossbows, who looked like a fox. When did he seduce His Majesty?
I think so. I can’t rebut it.
The old man of Song’s house knocked down his crutches, and the old man stood firm, repulsing some of the white man’s misdeeds.
I bet she doesn’t want the servants to watch jokes.
I know how strange and decent they are.
So I was brought to the house, and there came a very incriminating teacher.
The left is nothing but a white hysteria that can’t sink me in a pig cage.
I fell down on my knees and listened, thinking about the palace.
Paik saw me as a pig, without fear of burning the water, and he totally broke it. He cursed me with a brain, and he kept feeding me. I’m sorry.
I thought, if you’re holding on to me, I’d rather be raised by the northwest wind.
If you ask me carefully, who knows that I am the daughter of Qing Qing Qing, and that I am not to be seen and that I am not to be seen.
That’s why he’s very good at bringing Song Young to the palace.
Who cares how many people laugh at her.
I’ve got a lot to say. You’re just making it up to say a few words in secret. Watch your ears, Mother. I’m sorry.
I reminded her with a serious and imprudent reminder.
I’m doing her good.
It’s a breath of platitude.
I’ve had a lot of fun because of all that. Even if I were to enter the palace soon, they would not be polite, and I still have a lot of bruises on my body.
Two.
And for a month and a half, I was carried by a red sedan, and the earth entered through the gates of the Holy Wu, and entered the Moon Palace.
When the scene was cleared, I unmasked the red covers and took steps to measure my new living room, and from time to time noded to my place of satisfaction.
It’s better than my old, small yard, and it looks like summer and winter.
“Miss, how could you expose yourself? I’m sorry.
I have only one girl in Song’s capital and one in the palace.
There was only one nun around my mother. We’ve been more of a sister to each other since the grandmother left.
I’m afraid of the way I look and I’ll die someday.
“Ooh. I’m suffocating, “I won’t be here tomorrow.” It’s just you and me. I’m sorry.
I don’t want to be bored with myself, dressed like this, stupid enough to wait till dark.
They say wives are better than concubines. For men, for me.
At least Etsam will not come anywhere, nor will I be able to pick him up in the morning, but there is no place to steal.
In accordance with the rules, on that day the Emperor can only stay at the Golden Dragon Palace or the Queen.
It’s kind of for the princess.
I guess Jiang Cha went to Phoenix Palace to slap a sweet date.
But he came to the Moon Palace when it was dark.
I put on my wedding dress, covered in red, waiting for him to come.
“You look better in red. He looked at a new one, gave a good one, picked a cover.
I blinked at him.
He’d look good in red too.
But even with a little red silk on his waist, he really looked like a handsome man on a new wedding night and came to me with two glasses of wine.
I waited till I realized it was cognac.
I’m sure we don’t need this.
I don’t deserve it.
I didn’t expect it to be formal. I feel good.
I drank, I thought I had a normal room.
I’m a little drunk when I have a drink. I don’t have any rules, I have the guts to put it on him.
And the fair ones are drunk, and rosy.
I have a face, a piece of clothing, and a flaunting, “Look good? Since my mother taught me to embroidery a woman, I’ve been swiping this wedding dress. I’m sorry.
I lie, I don’t look in my eyes.
My birth mother died when I was three. I don’t know shit.
He wondered what he was trying to find out, and he laughed at my jaw with some cocooned abdomen, and said, “For more than a decade, two Phnom Penhs were embroidered.” I’m sorry.
My wedding dress was made when my mother was alive, and my poor embroidery was only able to add two gold embroiderys, all of which came out of a royal gift sent to Song’s house.
And I laughed twice, and when I heard nothing, the last garment faded away, and it was ugly bruises, and a piece of bluff.
I kept moving my hand towards his waist.
Jiang Cham did not refuse me to untie my clothes, carry me with my hand and go towards the hot springs.
“Am, my brother…”
Put me in the pool, and he looked down at me, “Ma’am. I’m sorry.
Ahh.
My arm, a little stiff.
What can I say?
He’s really good at this.
I can’t skin it in front of Jiang Cham at any level.
I’m a little afraid to lose my first day at the palace.
If it’s a bruise, he’ll have to eat.
But Our evil heartless machine and the life of the past ten years cannot be erased.
I changed my name, and I’m still the one who’s no good, mixed up with my brother-in-law.
“What are you afraid of?” I’m sorry.
“My concubine is too ashamed to be on the stage. I’ve been living on top of it for decades.
It’s good to be smart, only a child who can cry. I’m sorry.
I was relieved to turn my head and tell him how my good mother could not reason.
He is so proud of a man that he does not like to be set up against him, but he is particularly tolerant of this little means of mercy.
I’m sure he’ll take it, take it and throw it in his arms.
And when We were awakened in the morning, We were scattered and thought that We were dreaming.
And Jiang Chao went up early.
I scolded him for teaching me what to call a fool last night. It is not those who organize others in secret, but they will be afflicted sooner or later.
I’m rubbing my sour waist, and I’m getting up and baptizing.
Good thing I fought wrestling.
And the maids will clean me up, and I will not be able to bear them, and I will drive them out, and leave only green.
She’s got the best hands.
Skin in the mirror, twirl. The eyes are shame, Dan’s lips laugh.
I’ve got the biggest capital, left, right, long breath.
I don’t know what Song Young saw me.
Don’t cry when you’re a kid.
But I’m thinking too much. I need to worry about myself.
I was able to enter the threshold of the palace of Phoenix, where the humming stopped.
Like I’m some kind of freak.
I’ve made a fine gift, and I feel like I’ve been taught a bad thing in the palace.
I don’t know how they look. SONG YONON was quiet, cold-faced to make me look bad, so I’ll let her like it.
It’s not me who gets out of the picture anyway.
She didn’t think I’d be able to keep my breath up and down.
It’s a good thing that some mother got me up with a smile. With leadership, there’s something else.
A young girl who looks like she’s wearing a grown-up dress, yells at the Queen’s sister to have a Queen’s Queen’s Revival party, and to have a nice snack, and to make her happy.
I looked up and looked at Song Yong, and she laughed.
She has always been the archer of the stars, and has suffered little, and surely she cannot turn away.
All the dark currents are fading in the concubines’ gossip, unexpectedly easy.
The first time I felt a little lost.
It seems that no one in this palace seems to have been mean to me.
I’m here to fight.
I don’t know what’s going on. We are worse off in evil, but do not think of what is to be done in good faith.
The two men who were able to relieve me of the fragrances of the twilight springs were talking about going to the Moon Palace for dinner.
Those who walk ahead with their energy and their eyes are the youngest of all, the youngest of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all, the younger of all.
And the beauty of my line of Zina, and of the Lightman, is as the noble Princess Pei Sook.
As soon as you get there, you’ll have fun. My sister doesn’t know. Don’t look at her. I’m sorry.
You’re gonna pull her sleeve.
“Smoky sister only laughs at me. I’m sorry.
“A long body, no shame. I promise you, with due respect, that you will have a good day. I’m sorry.
Bae Qingxiang smiled even more, and photographed my hand, “Here comes another one up and down. I’m sorry.
I felt lucky enough to enter the palace. I’ve made friends.
Three months passed, and I was busy.
Song Yong-young wants to trouble me, he comes to the Moon Quest often.
It’s a shame that Jiang Dang is spoiling me, and she’s back again. The rest of the court was in peace, and the Queen was immersed in the fragrance, and it was a few years before the month that she went to the Royal Buddhist Temple.
There’s no one in this palace who can hold me and make me fight.
I sighs, and I think it’s not what I thought before I entered the palace.
While I was sighs the twenty-sixth breath today, the sound ran out of a nice plate of snacks and another with small hands.
Smokin’ a cup of tea, and curiously a piece of cake, “The twilight is really like chestnuts, almost daily. I’m sorry.
I waved, “Where I like to eat. It’s always been the same for him. I’m in trouble. I’m sorry.
The smoke is quite a bit of a smudge on the hands of the sand, and if you look at it with some thought.
She said, “It may be the Emperor’s taste of sweetness.” I’m sorry.
I just think she’s impressed by the unique taste of Jiang Chai.
I don’t eat any cakes around here. I’ll just have whatever Jiang wants.
3
In the evening, Jiang Dang came to the Moon Palace without accident, and after a while of grinding his feet, he was too early for his dinner, and he had to find some snack pads.
And I leaned on the couch of the bride and watched him with my chin.
I asked him, “Why does Adam like chestnut cake?” I’m sorry.
“Do you like cake? I’m sorry.
“I don’t eat dessert. I’m sorry.
“Your concubine has eaten well. I’m sorry.
He looked at me and didn’t talk.
I rose up and got tired of him and asked him in his ear.
He’s got a hot air and his ears are rarely red.
Jiang Cham can’t stand me like this, throws down half the chestnut cake and wipes his hands.
And he drew his arms, and confined us into the arms, reaching forth with his hand and squeezing my feet, which I had no place to put, and (the earth) was cold. I’m sorry.
“It’s summer. “Don’t talk about me. Why does Grandma like chestnut cake?” I’m sorry.
He squeezed me so hard, “Because for the first time you’ve made me a chipmunk. I’m sorry.
I’m not being honest.
Let me think.
That’s when I just hooked up with Jiang Chai.
I’m not entitled to go to the front room, but I’m still alone in the kitchen.
I saw him in the middle of a world where he was either rich or expensive.
I didn’t have much at my disposal. The kitchen was probably the only place to make some noise.
Only Jiang Chai knows the smell.
He eats with the face of the upper man, and it will not be ugly.
But I didn’t dare to eat that ugly pastry and throw it away.
He does have a strange taste.
It doesn’t stop me from beating twice.
When I came back, I touched my heart, “My mother taught me that.” The blogger adds:
I’m like, “I’m a good food. I’m sorry.
It’s actually the best snack that a grandmother ever had, and I’m clumsy, and I’m only learning a little bit, so the green roses get the whole thing.
It doesn’t matter if it’s good or not.
I was human because I didn’t cut him.
It’s definitely a colored embryo.
And he said, “You were covered in dust, black, only funny. I’m sorry.
I’m so ashamed that I don’t know how Jiangtam fell for me and went to bed with me.
I turned around, and Edo suddenly turned to me and said, “Don’t lie to me. I’m sorry.
As if he were unaware, and he was blind.
My smile is stiff on my face.
And even though the day and the day when he will holler at him, I will turn to Edo. That is the same as the night I first entered the palace, with an impeccable light.
He’s the king.
I’m afraid I’m always hiding in my eyes, and sooner or later he’ll be tired of me.
So I said, “But I’ve been used to running away from Song for years, and I have to run away. I’m sorry.
The world has timidly evaded the building of an impenetrable barrier, trapped but secure.
I’ve never wanted to tell anyone that in my life.
I’ll look worse.
Hope he’s soft.
He looked at me and ended up groaning, “You can talk to me. I’m sorry.
“You are the Emperor. The first time I cried,
“It can also be your husband. I’m sorry.
I’m an inspiration who doesn’t know I can hear it in my lifetime, “Don’t lie to me. I’m sorry.
Jiang Chai was just kissing my forehead, “Tell me, it’s early. I’m sorry.
But I told him everything in the dark behind the lights.
For the first time, I felt that moonlight was so annoying that I wanted to sink myself into darkness, and nobody could see what I was like.
I feel like I have a lot to say, and I feel like I’m not saying much.
I’ve been thinking about a lot, like when I was a kid, I’d be in trouble. That’s when she complimented me on my good hair, and in a few days, a few of the world’s concubines came to Song’s house and laughed and broke a lot of my hair.
But my hair grows fast and well.
Not mad at her.
It doesn’t matter.
In the end, I picked only a few easy ones, like bystanders.
“When I was a kid, I used to go sneaking around in the kitchen, and I was skinny, walking around like a mud monkey, and I couldn’t catch me with that flexible fat teacher in the kitchen, and I fought with him, learned to do my job, and crawled fast.
“And then, no more. I’m not as greedy as when I was a kid. I haven’t touched my sister since she died. No one can do her work, no one can do her.
“Not to mention it. I’m sorry.
I’ve changed the subject, brought up the pastry, and I’ve always had to think about my sister, who wanted to talk about a small childhood, not to talk about the end, or to have a tight throat.
“I actually changed my name. I’m sorry.
I found the most pride in this.
My name wasn’t Song Shuang.
Actually, I don’t have a name.
“My father doesn’t care about me. Who would give me a name? My mother doesn’t have any ink, and I’m called Mrs. Jun. I’m sorry.
I’m shrugging my shoulders and I don’t care.
“When I grew up, I read my own books, and I felt like a bad soldier, powerful and forward. Not like me, when I was five or six years old, my biggest dream was to steal the radiant red corals from my mother. I’m sorry.
“But I can’t change my name to Song Dang. I can’t help it.
“So I think it’s wonderful to shake the name, but I’m afraid it’s too bad for them, and I’m in a lot of trouble. I’m sorry.
I cried and smiled at him, and said, “I’m not so angry about changing my name, changing my life, from my daughter to my daughter. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say anything, and I kept quiet and thought I was fucked up.
As a matter of fact, after this night, Jiang Chai came to the Moon Palace more frequently and went to the vault as if the treasures were free.
In the past few months, I’ve had a hard time eating from the beginning, and now I can’t get a mouth to hate.
So my stomach gets bigger every day.
“Look at you like you’re pregnant.” I’m sorry.
I put down a chopstick with a softly fragranced elbow.
The uterus is not rich. If I were pregnant, it might be the first child after Jiang Chai. It’s been a long time since the sound books were emptied, and I came by curiously to touch my stomach and to find a doctor.
She was crouching like a prison guard, blinking in her eyes, “Doctor Hu, do you really have a baby in your belly?” I’m sorry.
She was also the youngest in the family and had long wanted to be a sister and enjoy being an elder.
The white-bearded old doctor smiled like a bun and gave me my ecstasy.
Smoky and sweaty.
There’s only one thought in my head.
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4
As soon as the Moon Palace jumped, I became the most popular palace in the palace. The Queen Mother is in the Temple of Reveal and is more generous than Jiang Cham.
The only way to get back and forth was with the white man in a rush to raise the dragon.
That’s not what Song Young-won wanted.
It is when the heat is stifling that the flood in the south of the Ridge is followed by an epidemic of time, and the river is so busy that it never came to the palace. Once in a while, you come to the Moon Palace and sit with me.
The Queen should therefore assume the burden of caring for the dragons.
I can see that Song Yingro has been resting poorly lately and is awakening.
She’s a queen who’s born with an empty joke, or a small sister who’s pregnant.
But the same is true of other concubines in the harem, otherwise Song Yingyang would not be able to cope with the present.
She personally brought her handmaiden to the Moon Palace for her medicine, and happened to see smoke and sound in my red mud pan. I greeted her politely, and Song Wing hesitated or entered the table.
I can’t drink, but they drink one after another. And if Song Ying was in a bad mood, she would not have refused, but would eat with me on the same table.
She soon drank red and red.
Song Yong-gong unearthed the food box, showed the snacks on the lower floor, and she gnawed on her teeth. I’m going to give you these cakes. They’re special. I’m sorry.
I knew she was going to do it twice, and it was still so fun to talk, and it was all over, stupid and stupid.
“Queen Mother, you’re drunk. “The smoke is sober, the food box is covered and pushed away.
“I’ve read a lot of medical books and written a lot of anemics, and these pastries are rare… hiccups…”
She hasn’t finished yet. She’s got a hiccup.
I looked at her strangely and thought that if she said that medical treatment was a recipe for having children, I would believe it.
Who doesn’t love the red mud? I’ve been getting a lot better lately, and I love it the most. Even if Song is here, it doesn’t affect my appetite.
I had no idea that Song Yong was the last one to go.
She’s here, lying on the table with no manners, blushing, looking at me.
“Song Zhuang, you’re so annoying. I’m sorry.
“I hate you the most. I’m sorry.
I’m uh-uh-uh.
It’s just that she’s too scared to stand up for Song Yong.
But, Song Ying was staring at me and saying, “Mother wants me to rob your baby first, I don’t want to. I’m sure I hate that kid. I had to hang on to him, but I’m afraid he’s too cute. I’m sorry.
“You’re not cute, you’re annoying, you’re not playing with me, you’re pretty, people look at you, you bully me, you can’t run. I’m sorry.
She’s upside down, a lot of drunk talk, starting to count the kids.
I almost fell down on my knees, or the green radish left this place.
But it also led Song Ying to spend the night with me.
I swear, I don’t want to.
I even wanted to kick Song Yong-won out.
But she did drink too much, and faded away from the plains of the day, and fell on my belly and cried out to my nephew.
I shot her hand off.
She’s the queen, I’m the princess.
It’s not bad enough.
I really don’t know what I’m thinking. Jomo is pregnant with some maternity, and I’m much less connected to Song Zion when she’s in love with her.
She can’t scold me anyway.
I’m not losing.
“I didn’t mean it, you don’t want to look at my jokes,” “I hate that you’re wasting your energy.” After all this, I’m not saying anything.
It’s so nice to be loved by a child who can be so naive to me.
My malice towards Song Yungang stems from her malice, common to the roots.
She’ll take it easy.
It’s worth mentioning that the leaves are ready for four.
I’ve grown lazy from the beginning, and the harem is as quiet as the long dog tails.
With the sun and the moon, it’s winter.
The larger my stomach, the more my appetite went away, the more I was tired and tired, the more I drank and the more I drank, the more my mouth was sour, the more I could not sleep.
The smoke was not so painful for me, but it lasted a few nights, embroidered me with a fine fragrance pack, filled with fragrances and ablaze.
I was curious when I got the bag, and I was walking around with my hands, and I couldn’t give up.
My mother never embroidered me. Sister embroidered one of them, and then it got bad because of the fabric, and the green roses didn’t go red, and I didn’t bring this fine little thing.
And the sound of it is that I have a one-hour love for the fragrance of the smoke, and my eyes are dazzling, and I say, one by one, that I am partial.
So, like a winter squirrel, she went back and forth to and from the Moon Palace every time she brought something new to hunt and said it was a fucking gift.
More, more atmosphere.
Yes, it’s so loud, it’s gonna be the first mother of the kid, and it’s gonna smoke and make Song Ying laugh.
Of course I promised.
How many more?
He said: “Don’t worry, this is my little nephew. I will not take any bitch from you.” I’m sorry.
“I’ll take it, I’ll take it.
She’s scared, she’s so loud, she doesn’t want to be the best.
But at the end of the day, the sound looked at my belly, and looked, “It’s fast. I’m sorry.
“I’ll be 15 years old, and I’ll show off with this baby and my parents. I’m sorry.
I was laughing to teach her to bring extra almonds.
The south patrol of Jiangshan Moon went to calm the hearts of the people, not in the palace. As soon as the southern plague had passed, he ordered two concubines, all beautiful women with eyebrows.
I’m a little sour and greedy, but I’ll be free soon.
Song Yong-won continues to bring meals to the Moon Palace on a daily basis and to stay at the Moon Palace to eat and drink.
I think she’s just a red mud hot pot made in my kitchen.
But yesterday she gave us a snack, and I was so grumpy that I had to take her sauce.
Song Yong-won called me a dick.
I called her a fool.
The sound was followed by a lot of noise, with sour juice, and sometimes a few words were inserted.
And finally, we smiled at each other under smoke-smoking mediation, and sat down and ate warmly.
Just.
I know she’s trying to get something to eat, just to get me to use some more.
Jiang Chai came back at the end of the winter and cleaned up the dust for my stomach.
He strangled the soft meat on my arm.
“I’m worried about you in Lingnan. You’re well, you’re well raised. I’m sorry.
And I say in a proper manner: “It was the queen who raised me well for the cause of the dragon. I’m sorry.
And We swayed with Jiang Chai for a while, and heard him about the affairs of the South and the journey.
I’ve heard a lot about it, but it’s getting worse and worse.
“Do you have nothing else to ask me? I’m sorry.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
I’m confused.
Then he realized, “What happened to the women who were rescued when they collaborated in prostitution?” I’m sorry.
The river is ticklish.
“Song, boom, light.”
“Don’t you want to ask Lin Ki-hoon how he’s doing? I’m sorry.
Lin Ki-hoon was the one he took to the South.
I say he’s lucky.
When I saw Jiang Chak’s wish to leave, I was too busy to say, “Why don’t my concubine go to Lin Quixuan and teach me how to do it?” I’m sorry.
Jiang Cha left.
I’m hanging on my forehead on the concubine, and it’s not practical.
I was asked carefully by the green rad, “Oh, Miss Jun.” I’m sorry.
I knew that her opening was to worry about me as the sister of the green.
“Why are you so confused? His Majesty may only want to hear a word of joy and jealousy. I’m sorry.
“But I don’t want to say it. I’m sorry.
The green croak snuffed my hair.
“The others don’t know you, I don’t know yet. I’m sorry.
“It’s a great thing to enter the palace and have one person like it. I’m sorry.
“How many years has Jiang Chai been in power?” I’m sorry.
“The new Emperor is already in two and a half. I’m sorry.
“But why wait for me to give birth to this first child? I’m sorry.
“…”
“He can be my husband, he can be the one I hate, but first, he’s the emperor. I’m sorry.
The late Emperor himself taught him to sit as the prince of the Orient Palace for 23 years.
I don’t understand politics, but I like to listen to walls. I heard a lot when I was young.
My cheap right-wing dad and his colleagues talk a lot, and it’s not easy for a new man to talk about.
The harem is calm and does not mean that there is calm ahead. If there was a king in the harem, there would have been a dark advance.
The smoke had also spoken to me in private, and she was not allowed to compete at home, nor to push herself to the top. She caressed my stomach, and she tried it in silence before every meal.
I smiled, “If only I were true. I’m sorry.
“But in the palace there is nothing good to be done. I’m sorry.
I didn’t say that I was looking forward to what the emperor really wanted, and that was so stupid and hopeless.
I’m very calm.
I thought about how bad I was when I first met him.
He probably didn’t know. He thought the kitchen was our first sight.
5
The first time we met was when I was six winters.
I went to the house and found myself unable to do anything. I accidentally slipped into the main house, broke a royal vase and ran away, and I got caught.
I know it’s a beating, and I don’t want the grandmother to worry.
But I’m a kid and I can’t get away with it. I was pushed into a tree and jumped on the wall of Song.
It was the first time I saw the world outside Song.
There’s sweet air out there.
Sugar-sellers pushed the car and slowly moved to Song’s capital; the shopkeepers were just a few miles away drinking the fresh-made salt-bread; and the pyrotechnics lit a beeping firecracker.
The glucose mountains on the scarecrow tops are red and rolling, and the fragrance streets are another beauty.
The young men who beat the horses were purified and humbled, and were alienated and far away.
I was like a funny monkey, and the head of a thief was sitting on a wall, greedy and envious.
I don’t know.
I had a little chat with Roo, but I’m a little sleepy.
There’s a lot of dreams in pregnancy, and there’s no room for it.
A few days later, there was a good news at the harem, and Lin Quixian diagnosed it.
Song Yong-on came to the Moon Palace with a sad face: “It’s not easy to see the head, it’s not easy to start the other, it’s not easy for the queen. I’m sorry.
And I’m like, “As soon as I’m alive, as soon as I’m close, I’ll take a look at myself. I’m sorry.
Song Yong-on, who saw no one else, told the truth: “If I started wanting to have one of my own, now I’m just tired and I don’t want to have it.” I’m sorry.
“The family of Lin Qiuil’s mother is the family of Jialin, the Giant Jailin of Gangnam, who came to pay for it in a natural disaster. I’m sorry.
I look back and nod my head.
“It is a good thing that the ceremonial uterus is rich. I’m sorry.
The days are back, the four of us are together and the years are good.
I’ve been pregnant for half a month, but my appetite is still not good.
Even Jiang Chai asked me what I wanted to eat every day.
Unfortunately, I don’t want anything to eat, I lose weight at the speed that I can see, and I just look bigger.
But it’s not hard for the sisters to be around me.
I wish I hadn’t been here.
She’s honest, and she eats it all the time, even more than I was pregnant.
For the first time, I saw a green chorus squeezing the Moon Palace accounts.
So when Jiangtao returned to the Moon Palace, I cried out to him, and sooner or later the Moon Palace was consumed by a crowd.
And he laughed at my head, and the next day the house of the house of the interior carried with it a few boxes with a smile.
When I was pregnant in July, it was closed for almost a year, and the palace was busy with the back of its feet, and Song was the first year of the operation.
Queen Queen’s courtship, peace of mind. There are three high-ranking concubines in the palace, one of whom has no intention of being involved. The two Zo Yis are just looking at the drawings, leaving the low-level concubines with nothing to do, nothing to say and no qualifications.
He’s the one with the theory and he can’t help himself. From the moment she had no time for the Moon Palace.
But she made it all by herself. I was touched.
I was lying on the couch of a princess in the outer house, staring at the plums outside the window with the soup, but I felt cold in the bones, even though the dragon had burned the air dry.
It’s not a bad thing that Huta has seen it a few times, but it can only be attributed to my undernourishment as a child, which requires more.
I don’t have the desire to eat, and the food box from the Phoenix Palace is on soft spots.
It’s the most common day of my pregnancy.
Lin Qiuixuan’s family brought her cooks to Gangnam’s house, and the food she cooks doesn’t taste so good, she’s a cook, and she doesn’t come to the Moon Palace for nothing.
She’s got eyes on the sound, and she’s smoking.
And Lin Qiu Qiu made a false breath: “If you like, I’ll make it for you every day. I’m sorry.
She looks like a chipmunk with a little claw.
Good thing we’re not scary.
At night, the greens moved in with a couple of twig chairs, and we whispered around the heater.
Somehow, I and Song Ying-young were silent before the topic came into the palace, urging the three of them to speak more quickly.
Smoking first, “What’s interesting, but different from the freedom of this palace?” I’m sorry.
“I wasn’t the sex I used to be, I wasn’t the embroidery, I didn’t have anything to do with it,” he said. I’m sorry.
“I am the eldest daughter of my family, except for entering the palace. I like to dance with swords and drink and drink, and my mother used to say that I came to the palace to bring evil to my family, and she only begged me not to fight and to live in peace. I’m sorry.
She is as calm as she is telling the stories of others, as if they were trapped in the walls of the palace and now a gentle and courteous young woman without half a regret.
But I saw her with tears in her eyes.
“I’ll protect you if you keep it so naive. I’m sorry.
She looked at the sound of it and kept it true, and hoped that she would remain so happy.
Even if it’s always locked in the palace.
It’s so silly to give a smoky snack.
She said, “I will always be with her.” I’m sorry.
It’s her favorite snack, and it’s the last piece left, and she’s so obsessed with it.
And the forest was filled with a bowl of mountains, and suddenly he asked, “Have you ever had anyone who liked?” I’m sorry.
“I am the luckiest of them that I have not loved, either to enter the palace for the sake of the monarch, or to fight for the sake of the king, or to think of the people who are outside the palace, who are depressed, and who is better off today.” I’m sorry.
It is not necessary to raise the sound of a deep, direct entry into the palace.
I listened to the smoke and thought that a young man who had a glimpse was growing up to become King Jiang Chai, noding and shaking his head.
Song Yong-on was even more blunt, saying, “But I shouldn’t make jokes in this palace when I’m interested in anyone.” I’m sorry.
She took a glance at me.
I dare you to remember here the one I was in the court of shame.
I complimented her for being generous.
Song Ying-young’s nostrils are grunting.
Lin is watching us with envy.
“If only I hadn’t touched anyone. She’s got her hands covered in her belly, “Enter the palace, nothing. I’m sorry.
She said a lot.
Her favorites would send her a fireflies for a joke at night, would take her to the mountains to see the stars, would look her in the eye and would marry her when she was 18.
Unfortunately, it’s a poor painter, and there’s nothing but undying romance.
She was sent to the palace for the sake of her family.
The painter came to the house three or four times, and Lin Quixin thought she’d die and finally figured it out after her right hand was crushed.
No one will die, no one will die.
When people die, there’s nothing left.
“I have only one daughter of my own age, and I am a daughter of my own. I’m not human as long as they’re happy and feel the benefits. I’m sorry.
It’s a tool.
She smiled palely, touched her stomach, looked pale, even apologized, and should not have told us that.
There’s not enough luck to be sitting in a nice, warm room.
Except me.
Get into the palace, my honey, your frost.
Song Yong-gong is becoming more and more fond of Lin Quixuan and is about to redecorate her palace.
He hit me in the belly with a tumble, “Queen Kene.” I’m sorry.
I lamented and said, “Your Majesty needs to be more kind to the Queen.” I’m sorry.
Jiang Chai sits up.
“You’ve been good at this, and you’ve been trying to push me to someone else? I’m sorry.
I put my arms around him.
“So is my concubine. I’m sorry.
Jiang Chai’s black face.
How many times do you want me to say it?
“I treat you differently from them. I’m sorry.
I pissed him off again.
This time it looks like it’s really pissed off.
I’m sitting here, and I feel like I’m not gonna work anymore.
Hey, I’ve been saying that I’m stuck in a shell, not hurt, not expected.
I’ll have Li and Zhao.
I’ll be happy with him now.
He’s a king, but he’s also an emperor.
We were far away from the people of Etsam, the hymn and the Great King.
I was so poor, so selfish and so sensitive and humble, and once thought that my best home would be a concubine.
But how many people today told me that he was different from me.
And how can We believe, and how can We believe, and fear that we may find out? And the end will not come to pass.
At night, I had a real dream.
In my dream, I went back to winter when I was seven.
It was a cold winter. I was so hot, so dazed, I thought I was just a little cloud floating in the sky, a little fish swimming in the water, but I didn’t wait to die in Song’s house.
No one’s coming to this mess.
After my mother died, I spent four springs and autumns and had no idea how many times I should have died.
Or have you been following my grandmother and trying to pull me out of my life?
But I’m so useless that I’m about to burn into a fool in this heat, and the Sister has taken me a few pills for not knowing how many people and how many faces I’ve suffered.
I’m not just useless, I’m a complete idiot. I just got a little hot, and I was hungry, and I was confused about eating dessert.
I’m stupid.
When I woke up, there was only one bowl of cold slag on the table, and there was only the sister of the green rad that was cold and blue.
There’s a half-cooled soup bitch on the bed line, proving there’s someone else here.
I couldn’t stand to wake up my sister, to dress up and close myself, to push her out to find her, and let her touch the soup, the piece of crap in our yard, not warm.
I can’t say it’s hot, but it finally made my cheap father and mother feel merciful.
I was moaning around, calling out to the Sister, looking for her, but she didn’t come back until dusk.
There’s only one girl who’s more sophisticated than me, who’s squealing and white, and who comes to the yard with a hot soup in her face, and he’s so angry that he’s leaving.
I asked her where she was. I’ve seen her before.
She looked at me with sympathy, as if she had finally found a bit of air.
“Death. I’m sorry.
She was afraid that I would not understand, but she had to explain: “I don’t know what’s wrong, I have to go out to buy cake.” When he came back, he ran into the guests and hit them. He was kind enough to beat her up and throw her out of the house. I’m sorry.
“It was so cold, it was so hard to live.” I’m sorry.
“You’re so lucky, that’s why you’re so ill. I’m sorry.
She ordered a food box and squeaked.
Everything was so clear that I drove her out of the yard and out of Song’s gate.
There’s no such thing as the presence of a nun.
We waited long enough until the guard at the door wrinkled me into the house.
I waited in the doorway for a long time to realize that the Sister might never return.
I looked blindly around, and finally, in the corner of the wall of the flower gate, I found a bag of broken cakes that fell in the snow and covered in dark red blood.
The white cow’s milk is immersed in blood, lacerations, half white and half red, and there are puddled fingers on it, and the oil paper is broken in pieces, covered in snow, and half the open.
– These are in my ears, in my eyes.
It was I who kneeled on the ground, dug out a little bit of those broken cakes, broken oilpapers, wrapped up in pieces, and carefully returned to the yard, hoping that those were just a nightmare.
In the dream, the cold, numbness of the fingertips and the burning of the body are so close to memories.
After that, I even saw the white pastry in my stomach and grew up a little stronger, but I couldn’t eat it.
Even pastry reminds me of who I am and what I do.
To get what you don’t deserve, you have to give it back.
Those who come too easily, a good life, a quiet harem, a good friend, are within reach.
I’d rather do all the math, do all the bad things, than they come all of a sudden.
It’s as if the world should be, and we all live in light.
But I struggled to grow up in mud and dust, and was blown by the wind, and all of them were overwhelmed.
I’m just taking my head off a wall in Song’s capital, lying in a desolate yard, a brutal growth accident.
When I woke up, I was all cold and sweaty, and a hot cup of tea was pouring out for me, so heartily I could wipe out the sweat on my forehead.
“Sister Greeno, I’m afraid. “I’m afraid I’m as useless as I was when I was seven, and I’m back in the yard with blood-stained oilpapers, and I can’t cry to tear my heart apart.
I’m scared.
I want to live in the sun.
Six.
I never saw Jiang Chae until the day I was born.
It was a very warm evening in Twilight Spring.
I was not born well, and through the door stitches, I was about to hear the thunder of the river, and I asked, “Why would I be in trouble?”
I’d say it’s not like his father. It’s not like he’s a good temper.
It’s a good thing my son didn’t have the heart to trade me for his life.
But despite my months, I’m still in his way.
He was a real little cat, a little one, and he was beaten two times in the ass by the midwife’s sister, and he cried twice.
When I woke up again, Jiang Chau held my hand with red blood in his eyes.
He said he shouldn’t be sulking with me.
He says it’s the last child, and I don’t want to die like this.
And I moved my fingers, and I was whispering, and it was light, “I thought I was a daughter. I’m sorry.
I told him I wanted a daughter.
I’ve been with him for days and I’ve had a lot of red eyes.
I said I want a daughter, I want her to wear the most beautiful braid, and I want to give her all the gentle things I’ve never experienced.
She will have friends and sisters, an aunt with a hard-mouthed heart to help her live, a godmother who can’t grow up and play together, and a lady who can teach her how to dance with a knife and a gun and teach her how to understand.
There’s gonna be a bad birth, but she’s always with her mother.
…will, loving her father.
I said a lot.
And finally We dragged the horn of Jiang Cham and whispered to him, “I saw you when I was six.” I’m sorry.
“I like you. I’m sorry.
I can’t see her face.
I don’t want to see it.
This is the last step I can take.
And it was only for a long time that I heard him whispering: “I thought that you, little heartless, had forgotten. I’m sorry.
– The noble young man looked at the wall.
And she looked at herself without blinking, and she saw water, and she was bright.
So clear, the world is rare.
He then tried to find out that the man had not been found, and eventually he sent the ill-intentioned man to give the mother a pack of chestnut cake and put it on the wall.
Nobody’s coming back for it.
He almost forgot the twin-spirited eyes, marrying the queen whom his father had made, and thought that he would continue his life as king of the sixth house.
Until he hit him again in a delicate and vivid eye, smiled at him in a small, plumbing kitchen, and brought out a plate of bitter chestnut cake.
And for a moment he thought it was an appointed encounter, and turned around and came back.
She’s growing, she’s getting hotter, she’s obnoxious, she’s obnoxious, but she doesn’t remember who he is.
I didn’t think it would be so easy for me and Jiang Chae to come to Jiang Chae and tell me that Lin’s child is not his.
I almost choked to death.
I look upon him with unbelief, and I do not believe that he can tolerate the green oil above his head.
“The old man, even with his left hand, is still a good painting, and if he has the chance, let him paint a picture for you. I’m sorry.
I thought I met him on the South Patrol.
“Is Adam angry?”
“What do you think I am?” I’m sorry.
He touched his little face and put a hole in his heart.
I told you what I heard. “The British monarch is tough, his wrists are too venomous, he’s too controlling…”
Jiang Cham couldn’t stop me crying. “I am a man too. I’m sorry.
“I’ll be partial to a certain person, who I can’t see for no reason. I’m sorry.
A hiccup, it seems.
The kid couldn’t keep his eyes open, every time he peed.
“We must not meet with lovers, we shall not see each other in tears, we shall never be able to find them.” I’m sorry.
Those like Lin Quil’il, who are honest in their hearts, will come when they are sad enough to suppress their suffering. Jiang Cha found it, but it wasn’t broken.
I’m gonna go over there with Jiang Chai.
The windless days have gone on so fast that the queens have broken their hearts.
Three months later, he grew up and, although young, the normal baby was thinner.
Song Yingro ran to the Moon Palace three times a day, and the love of a child in her eyes could not be concealed. I laughed that she could not have taken her child directly to the Phoenix Palace, but it would have been more noble.
Song won’t like it, he taught me a few times.
“The children themselves are raised by themselves. I’m sorry.
She’s been drinking like a fish for three days, tanning for two days. She’s been shaking her favorite bell every day and nagging.
“I’ll give you another cup of tea. You’ll have at least half a bowl to drink. I’m sorry.
Today he doesn’t drink milk, he’s punching, he’s so angry, he’s red, he’s so strong, he takes out a bowl that he can’t hold.
Smoke one and two on the earth, looking for the nurse, and groaning in a blemish.
I was lying on my couch, watching a group of people roll over and say, “There is the gift of a tyrant.” I’m sorry.
Song Ying Young looked at me and said, “Bullshit, you son of a bitch! I’m sorry.
He brought me another bowl of milk, and he gave me a few words.
“You’re a tyrant. I can’t tell you how crazy you are. How many times did you say it? I’m sorry.
I snuffed a few.
“Category, is Lin Qi-chul coming? I’m sorry.
There are signs of premature birth in Lin Quil, the day estimated by the doctor, that is, these days.
“It’s not these days. I’m sorry.
Song Yong-won knows all about it. She’s always been in charge of things in the palace.
Lin Qiuil was born in the morning of the autumn rain.
Too bad she’s not as lucky as I am, and the baby in her belly is trying to torture her for a day and a night, and she has a big little girl.
Not as weak as a normal premature child.
We’re all here to see the new princess, and we’re talking about what we’ll get for the fertilizer and what we’ll name her.
“Smoky sister, she’s softer than a squirt.” I’m sorry.
The sky is dazzling, the clouds are low, and the rain ceases.
The sun shines through the window, and it’s warm inside. “The child is a beautiful creature.” I’m sorry.
I’m jealous.
“It’s better for my daughter, but it’s soft for her. I’m sorry.
“You’re free. It’s a problem. I’ve got a few more of these. I’m sorry.
Song Yong-yeon.
She used to keep her mouth shut, but sneaked a little princess, and she couldn’t hide her lips.
“Whoever gives you the best of women, the Queen’s Queen is the best. I’m sorry.
Song Yingon grinded the back teeth.
She also had a lot to live with, learning a lot of what was previously prohibited.
As we were laughing, Jiang Chao himself came with his son, with no king.
“You like your daughter so much? I’m sorry.
He heard me, if he thought about it.
And I looked up to him and that which was in his arms.
As far as I know about my son’s son, it must have just changed the diaper. Jiang Cham thinks he’s doing everything he can, but he’s not doing it.
The last time I got in trouble, the little one got wet by pissing on the dragon robe, and the little one was scared and wouldn’t pinch him.
It is with the utmost care and confidence that Jiang Cham is now doing his most neurotight work.
Song Yong-won couldn’t bear to laugh.
There’s only one frost left in the heat. When she gets out of the moon, we’ll have a big party to celebrate the children and daughters of the Miyagi.
I always thought we’d be together forever.
When we get old and the kids run around in the yard, we sit together and we’re scrambling, we’re cooking hot pots, and we’re groaning about the time and time.
Too bad there’s so much beauty, there’s always no regret in the world.
7
The frost’s bleeding.
Just when we were so excited to argue whether to make her a pig hoof soup or a tea.
Whether she was worried about her pregnancy and was under stress, or whether the late trial of the emperor had caused her to tremble and suffer.
She was still a coward and paid the price for one of the best things in her life.
She hung herself for days.
Before dying, Jiang Cha visited her.
I’m holding the princess, I’m standing at the door, my heart is frightful.
The black-pressed sky can’t spare half of the tiger’s spare parts, except for stabbing.
“I will let you return to the palace, knowing that you have the right to do so. I’m sorry.
I was restless and I felt sore.
Many years later, I couldn’t forget the words of lin Fung.
She said…
Your Majesty, the frost is unforgettable, only the frost is guilty. I am grateful to the Emperor for having been able to pay for my life and for having been able to forgive me.
This child, but by the grace of His Majesty, spare her life.
She said it intermittently, and in the meantime, she had a bloody screech.
There was a sound of heavy objects falling on the ground, and she said two more words.
Give her a break.
It’s not hers, it’s the little princess who’s got hands on her.
The frost stopped for a long time. I don’t know what the first time she wanted to say.
But it was the Emperor who fell, or the Emperor who spared his child.
The little princess seems to have a feeling that she’s going to cry without crying.
I taped her softly and squished her.
It’s been a year since I’ve known Lin Fung, but it’s like I’ve seen her for the first time.
She still hesitated several times before she died to ask the monarch to leave her children. Even if she had not been severely punished by the monarch, she had only been married to the palace and had not become the woman of Jiang Chai.
Still.
No one can make a mistake.
It’s not because of the family, it’s just because of its own fault.
But how can you be a mother and how can you live with it?
Many years later, I’ll still remember the frost that lays his sleeves and bends his eyebrow.
When she returned, she was either a coward or a linquoise.
It’s been a long time in the palace. It’s got everything.
We can’t go after them. Let’s have a cup of tea.
Without realizing it, I became a bride and a girl, and smoked more softly in the sank of my years, and Song Ying became more experienced and stable.
A son becomes a prince.
Jiangtao left the little princess of Lin Qiu, who had chosen the name of Lin Zheng long ago but was afraid to ask for it.
Seven-year-old Lin jumps and jumps and smiles with a little tiger’s teeth.
I look at her and sometimes I wonder, how’s the artist who promised Lin to do the painting?
Over the years, I’ve learned more about Jiang Cham.
And We swam with him a few times in the mountains, and We turned back, and the young man of the luminous selenium was like before.
He’s kind of a gentle man.
When he was eight years old, a painter in the capital was known to draw with his left hand, but he was alive, and many people threw away their gold, and he was not allowed to wave with his pen.
When Jiang Chao brought people to the palace, Lin was following him behind his ass and playing with his brother.
Quietly, Lin Zheng pulled his sleeves and screamed.
And I’m holding my little girl in my heart and I’m putting her in a curvature.
Myung-ju is two and a half years old. She’s got a lot of ideas, a lot of bad ideas, and she’s got a lot of shit going on.
She’s been feeling bad lately. She’s gonna be angry with me.
Song Yong-young told her to stop.
The sound grabbed her, and he was tired of eating a few cakes.
Smoke is for the sound and sweating of Myung-ju, and it’s like a gyro.
Sometimes she’s forced to look like she used to. “Jianjun, Jian Ling, Jing Ju, stand up! I’m sorry.
I’ll punish you all for half a day. I’m sorry.
Lin is always on the ground, but he’s still a fool who knows that the lady loves them the most.
And the pearls are the smallest, and they are the sharpest, and they fear not the threat of smoke.
She’s so cute, with her feet on her feet, and she’s swaying through her smoky sleeves with her tits on her breath, and there’s no end to the smoke.
It’s just an injustice.
His Highness the prince of the chicken thief stood by his aunt in silence.
Mr. Song won’t be happy to open up his smoke-smoking hand, “Why, even my nephew? I’m sorry.
I smiled.
Look at them. They’re out there one by one.
It’s been a long time since Jiang Dynasty’s voice was cleared and today’s chickens and dogs jumped.
We saluted each other, so we looked curiously at those who were silent behind the river.
Lynne’s always the most curious, but she’s afraid of life and looks like she’s trying to find out.
The painter was silently courteous and his left hand was squeezing a board.
“This must be the famous painter of the city, Mr. Dream. I’m sorry.
The smoke was the first to speak, and the right hand, which he could not afford, was examined.
“The grassmen are polite. I’m sorry.
He is not humbled, but too silent.
“Let’s paint them.” I’m sorry.
“Wait a minute and draw a single one for me and the Princess. I’m sorry.
Jiang Cham didn’t plan to paint now.
I’m guessing he’s having trouble facing smoke and noise and talking about Song Yong.
Song Yong-won said she was the widow. In order to make it up to her, I had to let Shao sing for her.
You know, the milk yelled at her.
Her tears turned in her eyes.
She said, “Song Zhuang, worth it.”
She was ugly with a bag of tears.
Then Myeong Joo will cry out to my mother and my head, and she will cry out to her mother.
And Song Yunyang sun comes to visit the Moon Palace, and is not less than me to look after the sons and the beauties.
And that was the day when she began to shed her last burden in tears, and fell on the table and choked, and said to me,
It’s good to be in the palace.
It’s good to smoke and sound.
I see the light, the smoke-smoking fists, the sound of love, as if we had found ourselves again.
Jiang Tsang has talked to me more than once, so that they can be more stable in the future, or they can find a way out of the palace.
Many of the concubines in this palace do.
They all like to come to the Moon Palace to play with the red mud and then find out that Song Yong was not interested, and that it was bigger in the Phoenix Palace, and went to the Phoenix Palace.
Let’s play cards and have tea and play.
It’s good, as Song Yong-won said.
I was sitting next to Song Yong, in a mood of great emotion, and the sound was squeezing with smoke, and I laughed at her how old.
Mr. Lin Zhong, the dog smelled and was dragged back.
So he took up the beads, and sat before me in peace, and I leaned down, one by one.
I want to be with them, always.
Mr. Dream made the drawings very quickly, and he twitched the canvass, and the fratricidal scene was alive and on paper.
It’s loud, it’s fat, it’s fat.
“It’s you who’s greedy and you’re going to have to watch you eat less meat with red meat tonight.” I’m sorry.
“Smoking sister is too much, you have to decide for me!” I’m sorry.
The sound is round in the eyes and the face is unbelievable.
I went out with Jiangtao in another row.
Mr. Dreams is still behind us, facing his head, losing sight.
I suddenly turned back and said, “Look again. I’m sorry.
He looked deep into the inner house, and he was eating the sweets of the sound.
“Lin Qilong has been gone for years. I’m sorry.
Jiang Than carried me in peace.
Mr. Dream, who had always been a ghostless dreamer, carefully handed over the drawing board to the Master Li, who was always with him.
He fell down on his knees with a single sound, and he fell on his head three times: “Dreaming for a long time, no more beautiful women.” Thanks to His Majesty’s grace and grace, the people of the land wish to make a ring of grass and to remember His Majesty’s mercy. I’m sorry.
“Not at all. I’m sorry.
Jiang Cham showed him how to rise.
I feel sore eyes.
And to send a cover and a measure, and the mountains shall be vast in their waters.
Willows are born faster than I am.
I went to the Arctic Palace with Jiangtao, where the emperor was living, and there was no picture of the princess.
“You are the exception. I’m sorry.
He’s warm.
I listen to my heart beat, pounce, pounce.
I’m standing by him, and willows are fast.
I thought I’d meet Jiang Chai, and it’s all my blessing.
That year, when we were all together, we were never alone.
He took out one of his cuffs, which contained a piece of unsatisfied chestnut cake, a shredded apricot, which swayed down with the ripples of the river and fell on a mountain embroidered, as if it were a fresh-made peanut-crumbed nut.
I recognized this as the second pap in my life to be embroidered.
When I said I was young, I couldn’t learn at all.
Because I was just thinking about the sugar cone outside Song.
Song Yong-won is quiet.
Of course it’s a mess, and it’s been thrown out.
Now I’m much more skilled, and I can finally wear my mother’s embroidered little fragrance bag.
“Major. I’m sorry.
And the river smiles, and its eyes are pointed at the door, as if it were to give me all the tenderness that I have not experienced.
“Look. I’m sorry.
“Happy birthday. I’m sorry.
I followed his hand.
With a sugar cone that is taller than it is, the pearls secretly reach out for a sip of syrup. Lynne holds the bead and makes a move to catch her hand.
Winter is full of sunshine, and the silver larvae that is burning inside the house is peeled softly.
The smoke and the sound of the noise were laughter, and Song Ying was holding on to his son, afraid of a slip.
I forgot myself.
Today is my birthday.
It’s been thought of, surprised, and it’s so irritating.
After all these years, of course, they gave me life, and Jiang was with me, but I have never been so defiant. I have received a gift from Jiang, and I have cried and cried. How can he send me out with a chestnut cake?
Jiang Cham gently leans on my forehead and wipes my tears.
“I’m not prepared for anything else since I can’t. I’m sorry.
“Looks like you’ll have to pay for yourself. I’m sorry.
Turns out it’s like this.
The sound shouted, and the milk swallow went to me like a forest, and “The sound is not ready, and you have to pay for yourself.” I’m sorry.
Clear her sleeve and tell her to stay out of the way.
I don’t know.
They’re so nice.
Everybody’s fine.
I’ve tasted the chestnut cakes made by the Emperor himself, and unexpectedly did not reject them.
The green rose squirms his head and tears.
“Mother would be very happy to see it. I’m sorry.
Sister will be delighted.
Because she’s got a girl in her heart, alive and well.
I’m lucky.
And this day We made a wish secretly, and it was rare for us to be gentle.
May the years of old age be the same for the rest of their lives, and the years of old are the same for all.
To always be the same, always together.
There’s always something to remember.
□ moon night fog
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
